Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning
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Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning!Joy to the lands that in darkness have lain!Hushed be the accents of sorrow and mourning:Zion, in triumph, begins her mild reign.
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Lo, in the desert, rich flowers are springing;Streams ever copious are gliding along;Loud, from the mountain-tops echoes are ringing;Wastes rise in verdure, and mingle in song.
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See, the dead risen from land and from ocean;Praise to Jehovah, ascending on high;Fallen are the engines of war and commotion,Shouts of salvation are rending the sky.